22-yr-old Bartender

Well, a couple weeks ago, I was out with Bar-owner - we were in some red-neck bar at 1:30 in the morning, when cute bartender walked in with his friends। We were talking, and he leaned down and smiled,

“You are such a cutie!"
“Really?” I guess I’m cute, but I was kinda surprised.
“You’re suuper-cute,” he beamed.
“Thank you,” I gushed.

Small talk ensued, and I ran into into other friends (yes, they were boys) that I knew. At 2am, the bar closed, and I ran into bartender outside, “So what are you up to now?” I asked.
“I don’t know. We need to go drinking. Why don’t you get Barowner to open up the lounge? He’ll do anything you say.”
“O-kay!” I chirped.

So, Barowner and I walked down to his bar, opened up, and I started mixing drinks. “Do you have Bartender’s number?” I asked nonchalantly. “I didn’t tell him I was leaving.”
“He’ll be fine,” slurred my bar-owner, as he tried to hug me. Eeeuch!
“No! I want to text him!” I squealed like a spoiled child। So, he gave me his #, & I texted him, You better not leave me alone with this drunk! It was ur idea to come back here!
Bartender soon showed up with his friend who I’d met earlier in the evening - really cool guy - turned out we had the same agent. Barowner stumbled to another side of the bar (out of sight) and Bartender swooped me up from behind.

“Don’t you have a girlfriend?” I hesitated.
“Nope!”
“Really? Are you sure?”
“Yes, I’m sure. And I think you’re amazing.”
We had a good laugh -

‘Kay this story is getting too drawn out - long story short, we left the Barowner’s bar around 3:30am. Barowner walked home ‘cuz he had to get up early. Bartender, his friend, myself, and this girl-friend of theirs went back to bartenders place - which was nice and neat and tidy, and tastefully decorated on a budget.

Again, too much detail - Here’s the important stuff - so me & bartender were back at his, and kinky sex ensued. I mean porno quality kinky - this kid was off the hook! And he was mesmerized by how hot my body was. Why cant the guys I date be more like him?! He complimented every inch of my body - talk about giving a girl high self-esteem! And he was amazing with his hands! We had so much fun! I broke my silver necklace from Tiffanys, but it was worth it.

At 8 am I realized I needed to go home, because I was driving out to the valley with my sister - she had a 9:30 doctors appointment, and we were gonna go see my parents. I kissed him good bye, got dressed and ran out the door. I ran into a very nice smiley gay man with a bike, waiting for the elevator. He kept smiling at me. So sweet! On the elevator, he introduced himself, “Hi! I’m Jordi. I’m your new neighbour!” and he shook my hand.
“Hi!”
“Are you off to work?” he smiled.
“Uh-huh,” I nodded sheepishly.
“Where do you work?” he chirped.
“Um,” I hesitated, “I have to be honest,” I smirked, “I’m going home.”
“Oh..” he was taken aback. “I’m not even going to to ask.”
“Nonono! I’m an actor!” I replied.
“Yeah. Well, I could tell,” he laughed uncomfortably. “That makes sense.”
Still giddy from my morning romp, I chuckled along.

Fuck, how the hell do I get myself into these things?! Nevermind, I’m a freaking serial dater - that’s how.

Until next time,
YPhilotes